Carol: I wanted Sandra to get sick so tomorrow would be ruined, okay?
Amy: What the hell, Carol?
Sandra: I knew you hadn't changed.
Carol: I'm sorry. I tried. But I just couldn't let the anger go. I'm a mess. I shouldn't be any part of this.
Driver: Mmm, that cupcake was delicious. Mmm.
Justine: Ooh, someone should tell him.
Cheyenne: Yeah.
Amy: No, no, no, no, no! Maybe he'll be fine.
Cheyenne: Oh, he's not fine.